There once was a woman who took the phrase “bun in the oven” a little too literal. The result was, when her child was finally brought to term, he jumped straight out! It doesn’t stop there though, no! The cocky little jerk immediately ran away from home, mocked his parents as well as everyone else he met throughout his entire life until he met with an early and extremely gruesome death.
Well, what would you expect from a main character whose very premise is riddled with copyright violations and plagiarism. The gingerbread boy himself is nothing more than a tastier Pinocchio. In later versions he rides on the back of a fox, across a pond, and dies, and that just screams of Aesop.
June 5h is noted as National Gingerbread Day, but I’m not making a loaf of gingerbread tonight. I already have a loaf of pumpkin bread or some other such sweet stuff in my freezer from a 2-for-1 that I scored last month. You know, come to think of it, I don’t think I’ve ever seen a loaf of gingerbread in all of my life. Gingerbread cookies, I’ve seen. Gingerbread men? Platoons of them march into my mouth annually. Gingerbread houses… well, I’ve really never had any use for them, but ginger snaps, ginger ale, ginger dressing on my salad at Japanese restaurants, this guy’s a huge fan! But, I really don’t think anyone’s really ever even making actual loaves of ginger bread. If anyone’s ever made a loaf of ginger bread, please let me know, because I think it’s fake.
Now, in the land of cookies, gingerbreads are kind of dangerous. As a point of clarifcation, when I describe a dessert as dangerous, I’m talking about something that is so light that you feel comfortable eating six to ten of them. Cheese cake is not dangerous, I sometimes fill up after just four bites. Shortbread Girlscout cookies, on the other hand, are dangerous. I’ll down a sleeve of those things inside of ten minutes if the right movie’s on.
The gingerbread cookies that I purchased from Fresh Market today, were thin, light, delicately spiced, and super dangerous. Big too! I had one with my lunch, one for the road back to work, and one while I was making dinner tonight. Also today, my wife ate three.
… ok, I also was eating one while I typed this out. There! Happy?
See you Wednesday for National Applesauce Cake Day.